I brought my soul to the desert
to dry it out
desturate my longing
and crack my doubt
I don’t know what this place is all about
but I came here for a reckoning.
The perfect kind of barren
a wind that takes
my worn out fear
unhinges the gates
that have held me in while desire waits
yes, I came here for a reckoning
on a naked hill
the sun violating
no refuge to speak of
no chance of it fading
I watch as my poison is evaporating
oh, I came here for a reckoning.